So much for subtlety. From the jump-off, Automate Everything is all stutters and tip-toeing explosions. Justin Gitlin, CacheFlowe’s brain trust, wears his breakbeat pedigree on his sleeve, navigating between funky stammers and epileptic stumbles with a beautiful disregard for delicacy. Like a doped-up Prefuse 73, sick of computer burps, or a safer Squarepusher with less quirk and a bit more urban sass, Gitlin creates a fitful-if fairly uninventive-glitch-hop automaton of a disc.